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checkthisoutAbout You - The Player
Name: Shaun Matthew Rose (and here you thought you'd gotten rid of me)
Age: 26
Contact:![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
shaunmatthew // AIM: wakingsavior // thatlovingrainbow @ gmail.com
Past Role Playing Experience: Uh, well, I was a founder of this game...
The Character
Name: Shaun Phillip Mason
Age/Birthdate: 23/sometime in the first half of 2017 (date unknown due to zombies.)
Species: Human wanderer
Canon: Newsflesh
*Pre-existing powers: Awesomeness
*Rift Change: WALL CLIMBING! Basically, he's Spiderman without the web shooting goop. Also without Spideysense. Also, the same restrictions/nerfs on KA as are applied to Georgia.
Journal:checkthisout
Played By: Seth Gabel
Icon: http://www.dreamwidth.org/userpic/2353462/1145075
Appearance: Six feet tall, lean muscled, with light brown hair that's mostly bleached from... well, being doused in bleach. Brown eyes. Almost always armed. Has a blue-and-red ID tattoo on his wrist, with his name, social security number, journalism license number, etc. to ID his body in event of, y'know, death.
Personality: Shaun is a pretty laid-back guy. He cracks jokes, makes light of dangerous situations, and generally is a goofball. He likes adventure and the rush of adrenaline he gets risking your life by poking things that want to eat and/or kill him - it's driven him to do some very stupid things, but nothing stupid enough to actually get himself killed. He cares about people close to him, he’ll run interference for them if he can and they need it. He flirts with the cameras and plays off his good looks for ratings.
Georgia and Shaun’s relationship probably would’ve been called “co-dependent” and “unhealthy” pre-Rising, but for them, it's the safest thing they have. They trust each other utterly, love each other more than anyone or anything, and always know that they had someone who has their back. Their relationship appears, on the surface, to be two close siblings, mostly because they generally avoid public displays of affection, especially if the Masons are around. To anyone who knows them personally for any length of time, they are shockingly close, and those who are closest to them (their tech wizard Buffy and Georgia’s close friend Mahir specifically) can definitely put together the pieces that the reason George and Shaun aren’t interested in dating was because they have each other. Their relationship does have a sexual component, though it isn’t the most important part. Shaun loves Georgia, end of story, and while he might not broadcast their relationship, and they might take steps to keep their privacy about it, if it’s brought up, he’s not going to deny it. Any protests of “but she’s your sister” will be met with a shrug and pointing out that they’re not actually biologically related, and that they were raised more as rating props for the Masons than anything else. Any further protests or claims that it’s disgusting and wrong will probably end with Shaun’s fist in someone’s face.
People tend to assume that George got all the angry and bitter and Shaun is perpetually laid-back and easy-going. And in some ways, that's true, because George handles most everything that needs handling, and Shaun doesn’t need to bother getting upset. The truth is, though, that Shaun’s really got a worse temper than Georgia does, he's just able to save his anger for important things. Shaun mostly gets up in arms over safety. Following safety protocols, not taking unnecessary risks. Of course, his idea of “unnecessary risks” is different than most, because he used to poke zombies with sticks for a living, in a world where many people would consider being a journalist at all an “unnecessary risk”. But there are things you don’t do. You don’t focus on anything but your surroundings if you’re in an unsecured area. You don’t hang out in dangerous areas alone. If there’s a chance someone’s infected, you have a gun trained on them until you get a clean blood test back.
Shaun’s not always the brightest crayon in the box - he can deal with problems you can solve by hitting or shooting, but beyond that he’s a little out of his element. He doesn’t have much scientific knowledge, and it’s hard for him to follow conversations or information that’s based in statistics or science or something similarly academic. He’s slow to reach conclusions that even the Georgia in his head comes to, sometimes. It’s not that he’s unintelligent, it’s just that he’s not scientific-minded or book smart. He’s not used to tracking down, understanding, and presenting facts, he’s used to tracking down, understanding, and presenting zombies that he pokes with sticks on camera.
He’s similarly thick when it comes to people, in some ways - if anyone manages to fall for him and actually start pursuing him, he will be largely oblivious. Given how young they were when he and George started the more physical aspects of their relationship (the summer they turned 13, George started it - she always had to be the first to do anything except zombie-poking), and the fact that he never wanted anything relationship-wise other than George, Shaun never learned how flirting actually works - he can do the fake, “look, aren’t I amazing?” flirting that he does for ratings, but it isn’t real - any time a girl tried to get flirty with him, George makes her go away, and he never has to bother about it. He doesn’t know how to recognize actual interest in someone else if it’s not outright stated. He’s better at reading other signals, thankfully - anger, frustration, sadness, joy. But anything relationship-wise is going to be very skewed by the fact that it’s never been something he’s had to even think about, much less pay attention to.
Events: - Getting his journalism license. This was the first step to being a world-renowned Irwin, and it was a huge deal for him to now (legally) be able to go to dangerous areas, to have his gun, to be respected as someone who is both tough and crazy enough to attempt being an Irwin. Also, as much as he knew there were going to be comparisons to his mother, it was a chance for him to be well-known FOR HIMSELF, rather than just because he was Stacy Mason's hopeful-Irwin son.
- Meeting Buffy and hiring her to run the admin side of his and Georgia's blogs. Not only did they happen to stumble on a Fictional who would bring in a lot of revenue for their site when they eventually went Alpha, but they got hold of the craziest tech/programming/site security person in the Western world, pretty much. And on top of that, she became Shaun's best friend, outside of Georgia. Without her skills, they never would've become as popular as they did before the presidential campaign.
Writing Sample:
"George, you realize that having you call to check on me near-hourly is kinda killing my cred with these guys, right?" Shaun asked immediately after answering the call that he'd gotten precisely an hour and 7 minutes after the last one.
"Shut up, you're out in the middle of nowhere with god knows who, poking zombies. And, if I'm not mistaken, not wearing the body armor you promised you'd wear."
Shaun grimaced a little, sheepishly, as he looked down at his chest. Sweater, long-sleeved tshirt, no body armor. "I am totally wearing i--"
"Don't try to lie to me, Shaun," Georgia snapped. "When are you guys wrapping up? The job fair starts in four hours and you need to be here."
"Four hours?" Shaun glanced at his watch and made a face. "Fine, lemme get a couple more shots and I'll bully 'em into coming back. They're not really that great on camera, for all that they're good shots."
"Thank god for small favors," came the muttered reply. It made him smile a little - she was only this cranky because she wasn't used to him going out without her. "You're an idiot and you deserve whatever zombie eats your face in. Get home safe."
"Will do." Shaun tapped the cuff to disconnect the call and took the camera off his shoulder, turning it to face him so he could grin cockily into it. There was a small group of zombies just off his left hand side, and he could probably take them out in a nice, eye-catching way that would get him a few hits at least. "Hey, George! Check this out!"
He replaced the camera even as he started running towards the shamblers with a loud whoop - she was going to murder him when he got home and she saw this footage. It'd be worth every second.
Name: Shaun Matthew Rose (and here you thought you'd gotten rid of me)
Age: 26
Contact:
Past Role Playing Experience: Uh, well, I was a founder of this game...
The Character
Name: Shaun Phillip Mason
Age/Birthdate: 23/sometime in the first half of 2017 (date unknown due to zombies.)
Species: Human wanderer
Canon: Newsflesh
*Pre-existing powers: Awesomeness
*Rift Change: WALL CLIMBING! Basically, he's Spiderman without the web shooting goop. Also without Spideysense. Also, the same restrictions/nerfs on KA as are applied to Georgia.
Journal:
checkthisoutPlayed By: Seth Gabel
Icon: http://www.dreamwidth.org/userpic/2353462/1145075
Appearance: Six feet tall, lean muscled, with light brown hair that's mostly bleached from... well, being doused in bleach. Brown eyes. Almost always armed. Has a blue-and-red ID tattoo on his wrist, with his name, social security number, journalism license number, etc. to ID his body in event of, y'know, death.
Personality: Shaun is a pretty laid-back guy. He cracks jokes, makes light of dangerous situations, and generally is a goofball. He likes adventure and the rush of adrenaline he gets risking your life by poking things that want to eat and/or kill him - it's driven him to do some very stupid things, but nothing stupid enough to actually get himself killed. He cares about people close to him, he’ll run interference for them if he can and they need it. He flirts with the cameras and plays off his good looks for ratings.
Georgia and Shaun’s relationship probably would’ve been called “co-dependent” and “unhealthy” pre-Rising, but for them, it's the safest thing they have. They trust each other utterly, love each other more than anyone or anything, and always know that they had someone who has their back. Their relationship appears, on the surface, to be two close siblings, mostly because they generally avoid public displays of affection, especially if the Masons are around. To anyone who knows them personally for any length of time, they are shockingly close, and those who are closest to them (their tech wizard Buffy and Georgia’s close friend Mahir specifically) can definitely put together the pieces that the reason George and Shaun aren’t interested in dating was because they have each other. Their relationship does have a sexual component, though it isn’t the most important part. Shaun loves Georgia, end of story, and while he might not broadcast their relationship, and they might take steps to keep their privacy about it, if it’s brought up, he’s not going to deny it. Any protests of “but she’s your sister” will be met with a shrug and pointing out that they’re not actually biologically related, and that they were raised more as rating props for the Masons than anything else. Any further protests or claims that it’s disgusting and wrong will probably end with Shaun’s fist in someone’s face.
People tend to assume that George got all the angry and bitter and Shaun is perpetually laid-back and easy-going. And in some ways, that's true, because George handles most everything that needs handling, and Shaun doesn’t need to bother getting upset. The truth is, though, that Shaun’s really got a worse temper than Georgia does, he's just able to save his anger for important things. Shaun mostly gets up in arms over safety. Following safety protocols, not taking unnecessary risks. Of course, his idea of “unnecessary risks” is different than most, because he used to poke zombies with sticks for a living, in a world where many people would consider being a journalist at all an “unnecessary risk”. But there are things you don’t do. You don’t focus on anything but your surroundings if you’re in an unsecured area. You don’t hang out in dangerous areas alone. If there’s a chance someone’s infected, you have a gun trained on them until you get a clean blood test back.
Shaun’s not always the brightest crayon in the box - he can deal with problems you can solve by hitting or shooting, but beyond that he’s a little out of his element. He doesn’t have much scientific knowledge, and it’s hard for him to follow conversations or information that’s based in statistics or science or something similarly academic. He’s slow to reach conclusions that even the Georgia in his head comes to, sometimes. It’s not that he’s unintelligent, it’s just that he’s not scientific-minded or book smart. He’s not used to tracking down, understanding, and presenting facts, he’s used to tracking down, understanding, and presenting zombies that he pokes with sticks on camera.
He’s similarly thick when it comes to people, in some ways - if anyone manages to fall for him and actually start pursuing him, he will be largely oblivious. Given how young they were when he and George started the more physical aspects of their relationship (the summer they turned 13, George started it - she always had to be the first to do anything except zombie-poking), and the fact that he never wanted anything relationship-wise other than George, Shaun never learned how flirting actually works - he can do the fake, “look, aren’t I amazing?” flirting that he does for ratings, but it isn’t real - any time a girl tried to get flirty with him, George makes her go away, and he never has to bother about it. He doesn’t know how to recognize actual interest in someone else if it’s not outright stated. He’s better at reading other signals, thankfully - anger, frustration, sadness, joy. But anything relationship-wise is going to be very skewed by the fact that it’s never been something he’s had to even think about, much less pay attention to.
Events: - Getting his journalism license. This was the first step to being a world-renowned Irwin, and it was a huge deal for him to now (legally) be able to go to dangerous areas, to have his gun, to be respected as someone who is both tough and crazy enough to attempt being an Irwin. Also, as much as he knew there were going to be comparisons to his mother, it was a chance for him to be well-known FOR HIMSELF, rather than just because he was Stacy Mason's hopeful-Irwin son.
- Meeting Buffy and hiring her to run the admin side of his and Georgia's blogs. Not only did they happen to stumble on a Fictional who would bring in a lot of revenue for their site when they eventually went Alpha, but they got hold of the craziest tech/programming/site security person in the Western world, pretty much. And on top of that, she became Shaun's best friend, outside of Georgia. Without her skills, they never would've become as popular as they did before the presidential campaign.
Writing Sample:
"George, you realize that having you call to check on me near-hourly is kinda killing my cred with these guys, right?" Shaun asked immediately after answering the call that he'd gotten precisely an hour and 7 minutes after the last one.
"Shut up, you're out in the middle of nowhere with god knows who, poking zombies. And, if I'm not mistaken, not wearing the body armor you promised you'd wear."
Shaun grimaced a little, sheepishly, as he looked down at his chest. Sweater, long-sleeved tshirt, no body armor. "I am totally wearing i--"
"Don't try to lie to me, Shaun," Georgia snapped. "When are you guys wrapping up? The job fair starts in four hours and you need to be here."
"Four hours?" Shaun glanced at his watch and made a face. "Fine, lemme get a couple more shots and I'll bully 'em into coming back. They're not really that great on camera, for all that they're good shots."
"Thank god for small favors," came the muttered reply. It made him smile a little - she was only this cranky because she wasn't used to him going out without her. "You're an idiot and you deserve whatever zombie eats your face in. Get home safe."
"Will do." Shaun tapped the cuff to disconnect the call and took the camera off his shoulder, turning it to face him so he could grin cockily into it. There was a small group of zombies just off his left hand side, and he could probably take them out in a nice, eye-catching way that would get him a few hits at least. "Hey, George! Check this out!"
He replaced the camera even as he started running towards the shamblers with a loud whoop - she was going to murder him when he got home and she saw this footage. It'd be worth every second.
